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“Ugh…” Tyler groaned. Lights seeping from the window blinded him but that wasn’t the only light. A bright light shone in his face followed by a giggling sound and he had to force his eyes open.
That’s when he realized it. Taylor was back and she was the source of the giggling. The bright light? Her phone. She was recording them.
Fuck.
“Delete that!!” He bellowed and reached for her but was held back as someone’s arms tightened around him holding him back. Taylor squealed and lowered the phone, looking at the screen with a grin before running out of the room. “Taylor! Ugh…!”
Tyler propped himself up by the elbows but was brought down immediately. “I’m trying to sleep…” Aiden mumbled, voice vibrating against Tyler’s neck. “Aiden! Get off me!” Tyler’s face flushed as he put his hands on Aiden’s shoulder, trying to push the blond off him. “I thought you liked cuddling with me…” Aiden muttered before exhaling deeply.
A shiver ran down Tyler’s spine as Aiden’s breath hit him. “T-Taylor saw us!” He stammered, struggling to keep his composure as his heart began beating loudly against his chest. Aiden hummed and got up, hands beside Tyler’s chest. “What? Was this supposed to be a secret?” A sly grin rose on Aiden’s face as he got closer to Tyler’s.
“I–” Tyler gulped as Aiden’s face inched closer to his, he couldn’t even hide the obvious. He had to force his eyes away from Aiden’s lips, trying to maintain eye contact but, oh God.
Those lips, they looked so soft and Tyler’s mind always wandered off thinking about how they would feel on his own, how they would taste and–
“My eyes are up here.”
Shit.
Tyler blinked and realized he had been staring at Aiden’s lips far too long. “F-Fuck– I-I know that!” Tyler clenched his jaw and gave Aiden one final shove. Aiden was moved away but he kept his spot on top of Tyler, sitting on him.“G- Get off me already!” Tyler demanded, watching as Aiden didn’t move. “Do you really want that?” Aiden arched a brow. “I don’t know, Tyler, but after last night…” Aiden’s voice trailed off as his eyes landed on Tyler’s lips.
Tyler gulped, knowing exactly what Aiden was referring to. “I…” His breath hitched once Aiden’s eyes whipped back to his. “Uh–”
“--Tyler?” A voice from the door.
“That’s not Tay’s voice–” Tyler and Aiden whipped their head to the door to see Tyler’s mom standing there. “Ah– Mom!” Tyler gasped. Mariana switched confused glances between Aiden and Tyler. “I didn’t know you had someone over…” She locked eyes with Tyler.
Tyler’s eyes widened, sweat dripping from his forehead. “I-It’s not what it looks like— I–” Tyler turned his head to Aiden who was still on top of him.
“Mom!”
Taylor appeared in the doorway behind her mom and Tyler felt relief wash over him as he looked back at the door. “I made breakfast!” She cheered and Mariana smiled at Taylor before looking back at Aiden. “You want to join us?” She asked with a smile and Aiden nodded.
“I’d love to!”
—
Breakfast with Aiden was horrifying. Tyler couldn’t count on two hands the number of times Aiden referred to last night.
When they cuddled.
Together.
On Tyler’s (not big enough) bed.
“Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck–” Tyler chanted in his head as Aiden continued talking about something that happened in Florida, Tyler couldn’t pay attention. He was still flustered about what happened minutes ago when Aiden was on top of him, basically asking to kiss.
Mariana was the first to finish and leave since she needed to get ready for work—no wonder she was up so early. Taylor was the second, leaving her dishes at the sink before heading upstairs to unpack. Tyler hurriedly ate his food after that, adrenaline rushing through his body as he desperately wanted to get out of the situation where he would be alone with Aiden.
“Hey–” “--I’m going to wash the dishes!” He stood up abruptly, took his plate, and rushed to the sink. He let out a sigh of relief, trying to calm himself down before he would break something. He felt jittery all over, warm, and uneasy. Yeah, he wasn’t going to calm down in time.
But he tried anyway, turning on the water as he put the liquid dish soap on the sponge and got to work. Aiden ate silently at the dinner table and Tyler washed the dishes silently, but his brain and heart were the opposite.
He couldn’t hear the running water over his heartbeat, still beating loud and fast against his chest. His mind racing with thoughts—or more like Aiden’s voice. His voice played like a broken record player in his head, repeating as he could only think of what could’ve happened if his mom hadn’t walked in.
“Done!”
“AH!”
Aiden was beside Tyler suddenly, holding eye contact as he put his plate in the sink. Face inches away from Tyler’s.
“Y-You scared me!” Tyler scowled and Aiden moved away but he didn’t leave, he leaned against the counter nearby, watching Tyler wash the dishes with his arms crossed. “Whatcha thinking about?” Aiden smiled knowingly, cocking his head. Tyler looked away, feeling his face heat up again. “N-Nothing!” Tyler blurted out, nearly dropping a plate.
Aiden hummed, sounding unconvinced but it’s not like he was trying to hide it. Both of them knew what was running in Tyler’s mind.
And it was making Tyler go insane.
He could see in the corner of his eye, Aiden. Watching him silently and oh, so, carefully.
“When are you going to leave?” Tyler finally asked, glancing at Aiden. “Ouch!” Aiden put a hand on his chest and clutched his shirt, “You want me to leave that badly?” Tyler bit on the inside of his lip, trying to focus on getting the dishes done rather than Aiden’s question.
Because the answer was no but never would Tyler admit that. Never would Tyler admit that he didn’t want Aiden to leave. Never.
There were a few seconds (that felt like hours to Tyler) before Aiden hummed and walked away, out of Tyler’s sight. He fought the urge to turn around and ask where Aiden was going, he hated how he could be when in love. “Finally…he’s gone,” Tyler tried to feel relief, dropping his shoulders as he tried to feel more relaxed.
Aiden didn’t come back at all after that but Tyler knew he didn’t leave because if he did then he would’ve heard the door open or Taylor announce it. Unless Aiden decided to leave unannounced and out the window.
Fuck, Tyler would hate that. He could feel his heart sink just thinking about the possibility, silently asking where Aiden could be.
He finished the dishes which meant that he could find more things to distract himself with instead of thinking where Aiden was but once he turned the sink off, he felt someone wrap their arms around his waist. Memories of last night flooded his brain as he looked down and saw that it was Aiden’s hands.
“Finished?” Aiden asked, breath hitting Tyler’s ear. He yelped and tried to move away but Aiden’s grip was firm. “L-Let go of me!” Tyler moved his head away so he’d have enough space to turn to Aiden who rested his head on Tyler’s shoulder.
But there wasn’t enough space. Their noses brushed against each other, lips an inch apart. Tyler felt all his blood rush to his face, he felt himself emitting heat. “Hm?” Aiden lifted his head and released his grip. “What? Worried about getting caught?” He teased, backing away from Tyler.
God, this was torture.
Tyler whipped his head away. “S-Shut up…” He muttered and began to walk away. “When are you leaving?” He repeated his question, knowing Aiden was following behind. “When do you want me to leave?” Aiden questioned as they reached the living room where Tyler was planning to clear his head next but no point when Aiden was there.
Tyler sighed and stopped, turning around to face Aiden. “Isn’t Ben worried or something?” Tyler crossed his arms, trying to cool himself down but Aiden didn’t stop walking. He got closer to the point Tyler had to start backing away until he was pressed against the armrest of the couch. Aiden put his hands on the armrest, trapping Tyler in his position.
“Do you want me to leave?” Aiden cocked his head, eyes narrowed as he stared at Tyler with those damn red eyes, the eyes that always drove Tyler crazy in every possible way.
Tyler tried to look anywhere but at Aiden, eyes darting around the living room. Aiden hummed, “It’s rude to ignore your guests.” Something rose in Tyler as he forced himself to look Aiden in the eye, imagining himself in a competitive state so he wouldn’t look away. “Is this the same Tyler from last night?” Aiden had a sly grin as he inched his face closer to Tyler’s.
Tyler gulped but tried his best to stay still, holding on to the armrest with all his might as Aiden didn’t take his eyes away. “The one who held my hand?” Aiden’s finger grazed Tyler’s hand. “The one who played with my hair? The one who cuddled with me? Shared a bed with me?”
Tyler held his breath once their noses touched and Aiden stopped moving, eyes slowly trailing down to Tyler’s lips. Then Aiden moved his head away.
Again.
He moved his head away– fuck, Tyler couldn’t stand it.
Tyler felt Aiden’s warmth leave and as Aiden was about to turn away, Tyler took his wrist and pulled him closer. “Fuck it,” Tyler thought before taking Aiden’s head with his other hand and leaned in, shutting his eyes as his lips landed on Aiden’s.
They were soft against his and, fuck, they felt amazing. Tyler pulled Aiden closer, tilting his head and feeling his heart flutter when Aiden did the same. Tyler let go of Aiden’s wrist to cup his face and pull him closer as Aiden put his hands on Tyler’s waist, pressing against Tyler’s lips harder.
Tyler didn’t want to pull away and he was sure Aiden didn’t want to either with how firm his grip was on his waist.
But then because they were human and needed air meaning Tyler had to pull away.
He gasped as their lips parted, fluttering his eyes open as pants left his lips. Aiden’s face was flushed, small pants leaving his parted lips as his half-lidded eyes were focused on Tyler’s lips. “Fuck…” Tyler muttered before closing his eyes again as Aiden leaned in once more.
Tyler was melting under Aiden’s touch, warmth seeping through Aiden’s shirt as they pressed their bodies against each other. Tyler wanted this to last forever, trailing his hands down to Aiden’s neck and pulling him closer, he was so fucking desperate.
But then Aiden pulled away and Tyler leaned in as he did so, not wanting Aiden to leave but their lips parted. Tyler opened his eyes to look at Aiden who had a smile on his face, cheeks red, and his eyes.
Fuck, his eyes had Tyler wrapped around Aiden’s finger.
“So, what does this make us…?” Aiden breathed out, he was breathless—no, he made Tyler breathless. God, was Aiden breathtaking. “B-Boyfriends…!” Tyler blurted out. “Uh– Be my boyfriend…Aiden…” Tyler groaned and let go of Aiden’s neck before taking a deep breath. “Aiden Clark, will you be my boyfriend?” Tyler waited for Aiden’s answer, watching the blond blink at him before his smile grew.
Tyler swore he saw sparkles in Aiden’s eyes. “Yes, Tyler Hernández, I will gladly be your boyfriend,” Aiden grinned from ear to ear, looking at Tyler with eyes that made him weak in the knees. “But I expect to be taken out tomorrow,” Aiden asserted, “At 6 o’clock, to be exact, and at a restaurant.”
Tyler rolled his eyes, feeling himself calm down a little after Aiden finally teased Tyler in a normal manner. “You ruined the moment…” Tyler muttered, looking away. “No, I didn’t,” Aiden said before leaning in again, giving Tyler one last kiss on the lips before parting away.
“I hate you…” Tyler breathed out with a scowl.
“Aww! Thanks, boyfriend!” Aiden beamed.
“You guys are dating?!”
They whipped their heads to the voice, Taylor’s voice, she was jaw-dropped.
“Fuck.”